The rain fell all night, and it slowly stopped at dawn. Lijia Village, which was washed by the rain overnight, even had a fresh breath in the air.

Li Yuhong pushed open the door of his ancestral house, and he had already gotten up early, but the blacksmith shop not far away was even earlier than him. The young blacksmith took the swarthy hammer and struck the ingot again and again, the same as yesterday, as if it had never changed.

"What a weirdo. Li Yuhong shook his head, and then turned his attention to the side. No matter how strange others are, it's none of their business.

He turned and closed the door, and then headed towards the ancestral hall of the clan. He has decided to settle here, and according to the rules of the village, he needs to pay homage to his ancestors first.

"Master Cheng, get up so early to strike iron. As soon as Li Yuhong's front feet left, a fat man in a gray cloth robe trotted to the blacksmith shop in Chengdaonan. As he spoke, he reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, perhaps because he was too fat, the sweat looked a little greasy.

"Li Laoba, you were so anxious early in the morning, and you were caught by wolves. Cheng Daonan looked up at the fat man and said with a slight joke. Li Laoba is more familiar with him, and often comes to him to buy some knives, although he looks like a profiteer, but his character is okay, although Cheng Daonan gives himself the same price of iron as ordinary ironware, but every time Li Laoba will always give a little more, although Cheng Daonan doesn't care about such a little money, but it can also be seen that this person is very good at being a man.

Master Cheng laughed and brought me ten sickles. It's money. Li Laoba squeezed out a smile on his face, and then took out a handful of broken silver. It was placed on the table.

"It's right next to you, go get it yourself. "Cheng Dao Nan's movements remain unchanged at all. Still pounding the iron ingot in his hand seriously. Li Laoba didn't talk nonsense, and picked up the sickle to the side.

Actually, there is nothing to choose from about these. The iron tools created by Cheng Daonan seem to have been printed from the same mold, and each one is strikingly similar. Li Laoba is not so much a pick, but a trick.

"Okay, good, it's really a good knife, I still think Master Cheng should go to the big city. With your skills, you're sure to make a lot of money, and it's a shame to stay here. Li Laoba chose ten sickles, tied up the rope, and carried it in his hand like this. Because it was a thousand forged steel, the weight of these ten sickles was not light, but he held it tightly in his hand, for fear of losing it.

Every time he heard such words, Cheng Daonan always smiled slightly. And Li Laoba is also very knowledgeable and doesn't say more.

"Master Cheng, I'll go first, and I'll come back tomorrow. "Now that he has got the things, Li Laoba is not willing to delay. Lijia Village is not far from the nearest county seat, and if you go late, you won't have time to come back at night.

"Wait a minute. "Just when Li Laoba was about to leave. Cheng Daonan suddenly stopped him. Li Laoba turned around with some doubts, not knowing what else was going on.

"You often take care of my business. I'll give you one more axe. Cheng Daonan smashed down with the last hammer, and an iron ingot in the shape of an axe was formed. It stands to reason that this axe blade needs to be polished with sand and gravel, but he just used a hammer to smash the axe blade out, which has reached an unbelievable level for the control of strength.

"How embarrassing is that. Li Laoba's eyes widened, and he rubbed his hands vigorously, how could he take care of his business, it was obvious that he had taken a lot of advantages.

"Take it. Cheng Dao Nan took a piece of firewood from the side, penetrated it into the hole in the middle of the axe, patted it vigorously, and then handed it to Li Laoba.

"This ...... Brother Cheng, you're so interesting. Li Laoba took the axe excitedly, if it was sold in the market, it would cost at least dozens of taels of silver.

"I'll invite you to drink when I get back. He made several moves to Cheng Daonan in a row, and then left here in a hurry. But Li Laoba, who was excited, didn't notice that the patterns on this axe were complicated, several times more than the sickle in his hand.

Looking at Li Laoba's back, a trace of inexplicability flashed in Cheng Daonan's eyes, but it soon disappeared again. In the small blacksmith's shop, the sound of striking iron sounded again.

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"From now on, you have to follow the head of the sect to learn martial arts, and in the future you will become a person like the head of the sect, have you heard?" Between Li Yuhong's ancestral house and the blacksmith shop in Chengdaonan, there is a small open space, and now on this open space, there are more than a dozen children standing, and an old man is standing in front of them, lecturing and talking.

"Yes, old patriarch. The children innocently raised their heads and shouted in a childish voice. In their eyes, there is a hint of longing, looking forward to the future to become a strong man that everyone admires.

Cheng Daonan raised his head, saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the scene in Bailitun, although the two places are in different worlds, but many places are really exactly the same.

In his eyes, he vaguely seemed to be able to see a flame, scorching and positive, as if it could bring people the courage to struggle.

Every child has such a flame burning in their bodies, but they themselves can't see it, and others can't see it, and only people with a high level of spiritual cultivation can perceive such an existence.

"The flame of humanity is really mysterious, this fire is the fire of struggle. Cheng Daonan gently hooked his fingers, and a little illusory spark flew out of these children's bodies, and then fell into his furnace.

"Whew. The flame on the stove fluctuated faintly, but it was not obvious, and even if someone saw it, they would only think that the wind was blowing.

"None of you have ever studied martial arts, so I will teach you from the beginning, martial arts are divided into three realms: mortal, evolution and nirvana, and each realm is divided into nine small realms......" Li Yuhong put on a strong suit, stood in front of a group of children, and seriously taught his martial arts knowledge to these students.

Cheng Daonan would occasionally raise his head to see these children practicing martial arts. The things Li Yuhong explained were superficial and full of loopholes to him, but he still listened very carefully, and occasionally nodded thoughtfully.

Every martial artist takes a different path, the stones of his mountain can attack jade, Li Yuhong's shallow cultivation experience, sometimes it also makes Chengdaonan have a flash of inspiration, and it seems that he can grasp some things, and these things are something that he can't learn in the extreme martial arts sect.

When a person stands tall, he can see farther, but it is also easy to ignore the road under his feet. No matter how good the future is, it is also the future, and only by walking steadily in the present can we meet the expected future. (To be continued.) )